Hi there. Hi there.
How are you?
Wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey. Wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey, wakey.
Filip! Filip! Filip! Filip, stop it!
Please, she just fell asleep. Filip, come on.
Jesus, stop, stop. Stop, stop, Filip, cut it out.
-Drink some tea. -No, no, I'm good.
-So how was the show? -It was cool.
-There was an afterparty. -Of course there was.
-Some networking thing. -Right.
Hey, hey.
Thank you for taking care of Tosia.
A drink?
It's a little late.
You've earned it.
-Is Tosia crying? -No.
Sorry.
This place is a total wreck.
Wanna have breakfast?
No. I feel sick.
-You should eat something then. -No, seriously.
I think I might puke.
The more reason to eat something.
And someone's awake.
-Fuck. -Good morning, princess.
How did you sleep? I'm worried about her.
Oh, I think she has a fever. Maybe she's teething.
-Or hungry. -Could be, right?
Or is it the weather? What? What, sweetie?
What is it, sweetie pie?
You are so precious. Yes, you are.
Filip, will you be back by 9:00?
Yeah, I'll try.
Come straight home, okay? I've got a gig at the club.
I need you here, right? Can you take her?
Sure.
Gotcha.
I fucked up last night, I know. Just try not to judge me, okay?
Filip?
Come here.
Let's go to eat.
The sink needs fixing.
The faucet is dripping, even when I close it.
Right now?
-Want a flooded house? -Not really.
Hey, listen, I can find a plumber.
It's not a problem. I can handle it.
-I'm just saying. -No, I'm on it.
-I'll fix it. -Just not too late.
-I'm on it. -Put the kettle on.
There you go.
Take a shower. I'll make her formula.
I know, I know. Just a second.
And the shower?
Wait a second.
Oh, by the way,
all we have are eggs in the fridge.
I'll have to go to the store later.
-Omelet? Scrambled, fried? -You don't have to cook for me.
It's not such a big deal.
I was thinking that maybe we could get up in five minutes,
go out for a long walk, then go to the grocery store, right?
Come home, clean up our nest. How many was it, three?
-Yeah, three measures. -So it'll be shiny and fresh.
-Olek. -I know, just a second.
-Olek. -Yeah.
-You know, about last night. -Did you like it?
You find it funny?
No. No, but I think it was a terrible idea.
-I don't think that's true. -Well, I do.
Sex and friendship don't go together.
-It always ends wrong. -I wasn't aware we were friends.
-No, but we're close. -I'm sorry, what?
You take care of Tosia, right? And I really appreciate it.
-I mean, this is all... -But I mean, was the sex that bad?
That's not what I said.
Tell me, Filip, was it any good?
So it was pity sex for babysitting,
or you just don't care about shit when you're drunk?
Stop that. Olek, I'm trying to protect you.
-That's very considerate of you. -We'll never be a couple.
Why not?
Well, because I'm in a different place,
and you know I have no time for a relationship,
and I have to take care of Tosia.
There's never a good moment.
It's just that we're a match.
I look after Tosia, after you.
I'm sure you're able to see that.
Was it the sink?
About the tap?
I mean, I'm not bringing that up again.
I just wanted things to be perfect.
I am not into you.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
-Is Anka home? -Have we met?
We haven't. Who are you?
You're the one who showed up.
Yes, I did, because I'm the landlady.
Oh, good morning.
Yeah, I'm Filip, her brother. Will you come in?
I've been trying to get a hold of your sister.
I'm sorry, but she's one month behind with the rent,
-and it's almost payday, so... -Right, indeed.
That's all my fault.
She asked me to take care of rent, and I forgot,
so I'm sorry.
The tenth of each and every month, all right?
Yeah, you'll get it by the tenth of each month.
-And where is your sister? -She left the house.
Well, she left the house
because there was an emergency,
and she had to fill in for a colleague, some accident.
I don't know what happened, but it was serious.
And you're looking after her baby?
Yeah.
Eight thousand?
For two months.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
-You'll have it by the tenth. -Hello there.
Listen, Filip, if I'm just a sitter for you,
I think you better start paying me to watch Tosia.
Because a drunken fuck is not enough to pay my bills,
okay, you piece of shit? Excuse me.
If just one neighbor complains, I'll have you out in a minute.
I know, I hear you, baby.
Do you know where you'll stay today?
With our lovely Mrs. Beata.
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.
Here we go.
That's right, Mrs. Beata's so fun.
What's with the banging, asshole?
I have better things to do than run to the door, you fuckface.
Nice, fuck me, lovely.
-What do you want? -Right?
Just tell me. What is it. Spit it out.
Great. Fuck me.
Here. Felek, here.
-Hello. -Hello.
I'm calling because I need... a babysitter...
-Uh-huh. -...for a little girl, a really small one.
I'm in a bit of a tight spot, it's kind of urgent.
-Sure, I'm available. -Great, that's awesome.
-When? -Do you think you'll be here in about
-30 minutes? -Oh, my god.
Hey, hey, hey, Felek, do it, come on, take a shit, okay?
Fucking...
Right, right, I understand it's mid-year,
and I understand daycares are full, but believe me,
I'm in a really tough spot, not my fault.
Felek, here. Felek, come here.
No, the dog. No, please.
So?
Suck my dick.
All right, Tosia, here.
There you go. Water.
Yeah, that would work. Let's pencil it in.
Okay, yeah. I'll be in touch.
-Welcome. -Good morning.
Yes?
I am here to see Counselor Nowak.
Right. Come in. Would you like something to drink?
Coffee? Tea? Take a seat over there, please.
And I'll get the counselor.
-Is the conference room set? -Yes.
-Please, come in. -Hi.
The statistics are really very clear.
Most kids don't get adopted.
Some of them, very few, go with single people,
and last year's number of successful adoptions
by single men like you is zero.
I see.
I'm being honest with you, because your situation is complicated.
Do you want some water?
But it's a very brave decision, Filip.
Thank you.
You're very young, single, no permanent job.
Your sexual orientation is at least uncertain.
A piece of advice,
you need to stop being gay for a while.
Potential parents are usually evaluated
-by Catholic institutions, so... -Right. I get it.
I'm very sorry.
Dominika, can you come in here for a minute?
-Here you go, love. Just sip. -Yes.
Listen, Dominika, could you take the baby for 15 minutes
just so we can wrap it up with our conversation?
I'm sorry, but if you were thinking
that since I am a woman...
-What the hell? -...I am automatically suited
to watch over a baby,
please think again. I don't like babies,
and I don't intend to have one.
-Anything else? -Thank you.
You know what? I have to change her diaper.
Sure, sure.
Oh, come here. All right.
-Can I? -Yeah, yeah, go ahead.
You're doing a good job.
Thank you.
I'm gonna need a babysitter for her.
A daycare will work.
A sitter knows your lifestyle,
what time you get home, who you come home with,
and she could be called to testify in court,
so a daycare would be better for you.
-Please reconsider it. -Okay.
Thank you.
Filip, whatever happened at that hotel
can never happen again, you hear me?
From now on, you, my friend, have to be, like...
The greatest version of you.
Best way to say it is, a perfect man.
You need to be your perfect version.
Okay. So basically, not be me.
Life is tough. What can I say?
Are you okay?
Hey, can I please use the bathroom?
Of course. Right there down the hallway.
Listen, a friend of mine, a lawyer,
just called me back.
She knows adoption law better than anyone.
Teresa is a champ.
You're seeing her when she gets back from vacation.
Call her in two days.
Oh, by the way, she says you need to see
social services and a psychologist.
-I did everything I could. -Thank you.
Again, best of luck.
And how's Kiki?
Well, I guess it'd be best if you ask her yourself.
Yes, no, you're right.
Kiki, please, I'm 30 minutes late to a set.
Can you take Tosia?
I don't think he can.
He doesn't want to. Trust me, he won't.
Damn it, Kiki.
We fucked last night and he won't, okay?
Now, will you take her or not?
Okay. And Nina?
How funny. Thanks for nothing.
What?
He set me up with Teresa.
Yeah, okay. I gotta go. Bye.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Shit.
Everything's okay. You see? There. All right?
We good? Look.
We're fine.
Having fun? Tosia?
Jeez, what the...
Hey! No! Hey! No!
Come here.
Thank you. Ciao.
Filip, are you taking the kid to work now?
Just for today, the babysitter got sick.
But how?
-Filip, how do you think this will look? -Marek, breathe. I'm fucking on it, okay?
Listen, man, I know it's really hard,
but you and a kid, you don't need that.
You'll be wiping dirty asses.
Marek, it's one baby butt. And please focus on my work,
and I'll deal with my fucking life, okay?
Look, I'm doing it, but it's all starting to seem pointless.
-You know? -Marek.
Will you walk the dog, please?
Seriously?
Thanks.
-Will you help me? -Me?
How do you imagine that'll go? I'm working, too.
She's asleep. Just keep an eye on her.
Filip, I thought you were gay, dude.
So did I.
Okay, we've got it.
-We're set. -Lovely. Thank you.
Pati, please, can we move the watch?
Thank you. Where's Filip? Filip, stand next to Pati.
We've got it. Where's the music? Get to work, please.
-That's it. Beautiful, really. -Looks good.
Nice, perfect.
Listen.
-Super. Marek? -I left your stuff in the dress...
In the dressing room, okay?
But your dog took a dump on the couch. This is shit.
-Do you mind? -Of course.
Filip.
-All set. -Filip.
Eyes over here. Nice. Looks good.
Love it.
Filip!
Super.
-Take 15, get changed, hurry up. -What's up?
-Oh, hey, you. Come here. -Where did she get that bruise?
What bruise?
Don't tell me she's got any others.
-Like all children, right? -Filip, you need to be careful.
Sure, of course I do.
It's just that I partied last night pretty hard and...
But don't worry. I had a babysitter.
-Can I get you for makeup? -Give us a sec, please?
-Okay. Thanks. -I need to end this.
-But Filip, she's a baby, right? -Yeah, I know.
What? Tell me, how did she get the burn?
Oh, come on. It was an accident.
The cigarette ember.
But hey, I know how that sounds. It was an accident, okay?
And she didn't even cry that much.
Plus, I washed it right away.
I looked for a pharmacy, but I couldn't find one.
I was running late.
And why is she scratching her pussy?
No fucking way.
-You can't think I... -What?
You don't think I'm a perv, do you?
Take it easy, Filip. I'm not saying that you're a pervert.
No, but you thought that. Fuck that. I'm not a fucking pedophile.
I'm really trying my fucking best here, and you...
Hey, hey, hey. Everyone sees that you're trying.
I left my kid in a store once and only realized it in the parking lot.
Have that itch checked by a doctor, okay?
-Fine. -It's just some kind of rash.
-Take it easy. -It's cool.
Sure, of course.
But we have procedures and paperwork to fill.
Please review it and return to the line, okay?
-Hello, ma'am. -Hello, sir. Tell me?
-This baby has a health issue? -Health record book?
I don't know.
I don't even know what that is,
but can't you see she's in pain here?
-So what's wrong with her? -Baby's got a rash.
This is the ER, sir.
So where should I take her?
I don't know, to the doctor.
Next, please.
I guess I forgot the health book at home.
-Sorry. -Don't worry, we'll manage.
What's wrong with your daughter?
Well, I normally clean her, and then I feed her.
I check her temperature, and that's it.
-But she has this rash. -Rash where?
-Down there. -You mean her legs?
No, between her thighs, you know?
Let's see it. Help me out, please.
Mother of God, what's wrong with you?
I didn't do anything to her.
But that's a severe bacterial infection,
and it's all sore.
Tell me, how do you keep this kid clean?
Well, I bathe her.
You bathe her? Are you kidding?
-How do you do it? -Just normally.
-I wash all those places. -Those places?
-Vulva is the correct term. -Fine, I get it.
I don't think you do.
I'm sorry, but I don't want anyone thinking that I...
What?
What are you so worried about here?
I mean, she needs some privacy.
Last thing I want is to interfere.
-But a baby isn't gonna bathe herself... -What is it?
...for God's sake.
She depends on someone like you
-or your wife to take care of her. -Well, my wife passed away a week ago.
So, I guess I'm still learning how to do all that for her.
-I'm sorry. I was rude. -It's fine. I didn't mention it.
-Please accept my condolences. -Thank you.
Don't worry, the treatment is very simple.
You just need to maintain personal hygiene.
We'd like to pay for the appointment, please.
Very well. It'll be 450 zlotys, please.
Cash or card?
Card.
Thank you very much.
Follow my lead, just like we rehearsed, okay?
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In this beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
He's running out
The door
He's running out
He's run, run, run,
Run
Thanks. Thank you.
Hey.
Anything else you want to tell me?
Because I know I'm a loser.
-I wanted to say sorry. -There's no need.
Okay.
Anything else?
I didn't expect it to be so complicated,
taking care of a little girl alone.
Thank you for your help.
Beautiful song.
That was so good.
Shut the fuck up.
I'm going home.
You forgot her favorite toy.
Thanks.
-She can't sleep without it. -Filip, stop it.
Stop it with the thank yous and apologies.
Just stop saying that.
You don't need to say that to me.
-I'm sorry. -You're doing it again.
Fuck. Stop.
-Well, I'm trying. -Don't make me laugh.
Do you actually think that showing devotion
and a weak token of integrity is enough
to fix this mess?
While you keep living like it's one big fucking party?
She needs a father, Filip, not a drunk uncle.
You've got a serious problem, don't you see?
-A serious fucking problem. -Stop saying that.
Why did you come here?
Because you're sick and tired of Tosia.
And because you need someone to take care of her
for free if possible.
But my feelings mean shit to you, Filip, I'm sure.
But don't worry.
I'm not jumping off a bridge for you.
I'm just being brutally honest.
I'm sorry, but you're not fit to be a father.
I get it. You've made a noble decision.
Your choice set you free. You offered to keep her.
Your conscience is clear.
While others do everything for you, as always.
Just face the fucking facts for once.
I'm sorry.
Saying sorry doesn't change anything.
But...
When time pulls lives apart
Hold your own
When everything is fluid
Nothing can be known with any certainty
Hold your own
Hold it till you feel it there
As dark and dense and wet as earth
As vast and bright and sweet as air
When all there is
Is knowing that you feel What you are feeling
Hold your own
Ask your hands to know The things they hold
I know the days are reeling past In such squealing blasts
But stop for breath And you will know it's yours
Swaying like an open door When storms are coming, hold
Time is an onslaught
Love is a mission
We work for vocations
Until, in remission We wish we'd had patience
And given more time to our children.
Feel each decision that you make
Make it, hold it
Hold your own
Hold your lovers
Hold their hands
Hold their breasts in your hands Like your hands were their bra
Hold their face in your palms Like a prayer
Hold them all night
Feel them hold back, don't hold back
Hold your own
Every pain, every grievance Every stab of shame
Every day spent With a demon in your brain giving chase
Hold it
Know the wolves that hunt you
In time, they will be the dogs That bring your slippers
Love them right
And you will feel them kiss you When they come to bite
Hot snouts digging out your cuddles
With their bloody muzzle
Hold
Nothing you can buy Will ever make you more whole
This whole thing thrives On us feeling always incomplete
And it is why we will search for happiness
In whatever thing It is we crave in the moment
And it is why we can never Really find it there
It is why you will sit there
With the lover that you fought for
In the car you sweated years to buy
Wearing the ring you dreamed of All your life
And some part of you will still be unsure
That this is what you really want
Stop craving
Hold your own
But if you're satisfied With where you're at
With who you are
You won't need to buy new makeup
Or new outfits or new pots and pans
To cook new exciting recipes For new exciting people
To make yourself feel Like the new exciting person
You think you're supposed to be
Happiness, the brand, is not happiness
We are smarter than they think we are
They take us all for idiots But that's their problem
When we behave like idiots It becomes our problem
So hold your own
Breathe deep on a freezing beach
Taste the salt of friendship
Notice the movement of a stranger
Hold your own and let it be catching